I Don't Need You Now

Chapter 19

Damon's P.O.V

        Relationships sucks. I have come to that conclusion. Why did I kiss Katherine? I just needed to find my feelings for her. Do I want Elena? More than I would rather live without her! Do I love Stefan? No.

        Don't ask why I said that. "You screwed up Damon." Stefan said while walking in with a man. Is Stefan gay?

        "I did." He looked shocked that I was so not... myself.

        "No sarcastic comment? Seems like Damon is... not himself..." Bonnie replied while coming in without knocking and sitting on the couch. I leaned on the wall with Bourbon in hand.

        "Damon's in love!" The blond screamed sitting next to the witch. Ha-ha! I'm amazing... nope doesn't have the same effect.

        "Where did Elena go? You had her here an hour ago?" Stef asked.

        "Don't know. Got into a fight. She left. I'm drunk. Can we do this later? I'm having one of those days." I said while walking into my room. He should be able to hear. If not then he can go suck a duck.

        I don't know why I feel like this. I never felt like this. I need to be drunk. But being drunk brings back memories of when we all went to a bar and I had to look after Elena. Elena and me dancing. Elena and me kissing. Elena and me... Fill in the blank.

        I can't live without her. I am hers. She is mine. Nothing else. I quietly sat there on my bed with a small smiled remembering what we were like together.

        I need her. She balanced me. And I won't stop until she's mine.

(Elena's P.O.V()*

        I sat at the bar and drank another Bourbon shot and motioned for another. The bar dude poured one and walked away. I wasn't even tipsy. I was the same. This wasn't taking an effect on me.

        I silently cursed myself for leaving Damon's when a person sat next to me. "Hello Bella." He said. Shit.

        "Ed, I'm not in a good mood and frankly, you're making it even worst. So please fuck off." I said as nicely as I could before drinking another shot. I looked at the dude. "Just give me the bottle."He nodded and set it down.

        "So why are you drinking? You're only eighteen!"Eddy said. I just shrugged without giving a shit. "Boyfriend troubles?" He questioned. I nodded.

        "What did Damon do?" He asked.

        "Nothing that concerns you." I mumbled. I didn't even look at him. I just simply drank a sip.

        "You shouldn't drink. You're not old enough." He said taking the bottle. I glared at him, but let him. The bartender set down another.

        "You're stuck at seventeen so why should I care? I'm older." He laughed a little.

        "Technically I am by about a hundred years older." I shrugged and took a swig.

        "Can't you go away?" I asked. He shook his head.

        "Not until your home and safe." He said. I nodded and took another gulp.

        "Well that won't happen. I'm not here for long. But I will be leaving soon and if I happen to see you or the rest of you following, I will personally kill  you." I stood and walked out and before anyone could follow, I was in a tree and outside the boarding house.

        I could see Damon clearly. He had a frown. Looked a little sad. I could tell he was mad. His head perked up and he yelled something to someone and he went down the stairs. I took a swig from the bottle and listened.

Damon: What do you want Stef-y pooh? I'm busy sulking.

Stefan: Someone's at the door for you.

Damon: Tell them to go the fuck away.

Stefan: You might want to see this.

Damon: Fine!

        I watched as he door opened and I saw the Cullen's standing there.

        "What?" Damon whined. Edward stepped up and punched Damon right in the jaw.

        Damon looked at him not even fazed. Stefan pulled back a very angry Damon. Damon began to push him off, but Stefan got a better hold, but was quickly across the room and into a bookcase before Damon even blinked.

        Well there goes my excuse of 'We're all human!'

        "What the hell Damon!" Stefan screamed and ran at him. Damon was anticipating it, but Stefan threw a knife. It stuck in Damon's chest and he just looked down at it before he punched Stefan three times. With the knife in his chest.

        He pulled it out and threw it with perfect precision and hit Stefan in the chest. He fell to the floor and he grunted and staggered and fell again. Damon was advancing.

        The Cullen's looked shocked. I was there before anyone noticed and I pushed Damon back. He flew back with his arms out and legs too before hitting a wall. He fell to the floor and looked at me with a 'what the hell look'.

        "Stop." I said snappishly. I walked to Stefan calmly and saw him unconscious. I pulled him to the couch by his arm and pulled the knife out. Bloodied and wounded I threw the knife quickly at Damon and he didn't even flinch.

        "What the hell just happened?!" Edward yelled. Shit! Opps. Kind of or might of forgot.